Xiao Chengyu didn't look at it. Ji Rao was puzzled when he was suddenly dragged by Xiao Chengyu, and then he covered it.

Ji Rao felt the crush on her lips for a moment, and then reacted. She stood so straight, not resisting or refusing.

After kissing him for a long time, Xiao Chengyu let go of him and breathed heavily. Looking at Ji Rao's eyes, he seemed to be on fire.

"Your Majesty..."

Xiao Chengyu took Ji Rao into his arms, slowly calmed his heavy breathing and closed his eyes.

He is afraid to see Ji Rao's face again. He can't help doing something.

And he clearly has that ability, but he doesn't want to force Ji Rao, just to let Ji Rao know that he is not the same kind of person as his father, and he doesn't want to scare Ji Rao.

"Ji Rao..."

His voice was hoarse and low.

Ji Rao rolled his eyes behind him.

Can you stop being so obvious? You'd better carry it if you set it up as a ascetic person. You're the best at it. Damn it.

Dusk four, the moonlight sprinkled down, tonight's moonlight is particularly bright, can clearly see the bare branches waving in the air ferocious shape. From time to time came a few bird's whimpers, which were very obvious in the silent night, especially in the scattered cold air.

Crackle crackle.

The fire started to burn and make a sound.

Xiao Chengyin sat in front of the fire, behind him were some horses tied to the tree.

"Mr. Wang, we have to be wronged here tonight. Tomorrow we will probably have to walk for half a day to get there."

Xiao Chengyin is not without suffering, just nodded, did not say anything else.

"Go and rest, too."

"Yes."

Xiao Chengyin took a stick, from time to time carrying the fire, looking at the rising sparks, the flame reflected Xiao Chengyin's face more deeply.

Ji Rao is so clever. She used to serve her father like a fish in water. She will not hurt herself. This is the end of the matter. Let it go. As for whether the throne is his, he has not so big obsession.

As long as Ji rao'an is good, it will be enough.

Suddenly there was a cold wind, and the fire was blown with fireworks. The horse tied to the tree suddenly stepped on its hoof and hissed twice with an anxious look.

Xiao Chengyin's eyes were fierce, and he lay on his side.

Whew, whew.

He was stabbed with several darts just where he was.

"Assassins!"

"Protect the Lord!"

Several men in black jumped down from the tree and beat without saying a word.

Xiao Chengyin also drew out his sword. His sword skill was excellent, and the assassins couldn't bear him for a while.

Xiao Chengyu put his sword in front of him to resist the three swords he was chopping down. "Who sent you?"

"Now that the third prince is a prince, you can't forget my master."

"You are sent by Xiao Chengyu!"

"The emperor? The emperor manages everything every day. How can he spare no effort to kill you

"Cut the crap and take your life!"

There were so many assassins that Xiao Chengyin couldn't hold on for a long time.

He was stabbed in the arm and immediately fell into the wind. Then he was stabbed in both legs, and finally he fell on his knees, with a sword supporting his body.

His white robe is now full of blood, his face is pale, but his eyes are still sharp.

"Go ahead, kill him!"

Xiao Chengyin watched a white light stabbing at him. He wanted to hold up his sword, but he was still a step late.

Poof.

The sound of the cut texture was so obvious in Xiao Chengyin's ears.

His world suddenly quiet, he looked down at his chest of the sword, no longer have the strength to support, straight down.